Binge-watching some good TV (or a feel-good movie) while snuggled up in my onesie on the couch, with popcorn and a glass of red wine – basically just fully embracing the hygge vibe in whatever way I can.
Perhaps weirdly, my laptop, I think – for connection, for memories, for music, for reading, for work and for silliness.
Probably Wellington. It’s where I went to uni and started to do some independent growing up (that’s a work in progress).
A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara. Gruelling but wonderful.
This is the easy bit. It gets a lot harder after this, so revel in this time – revel, I tell ya!
A witch. Able to do magic, anyway, whatever label you put on it.
I’m pretty sure one of them would be “late”.
At the moment? The ear-worm that is Despacito. Love me some Latin rhythms, even while the whole world is getting sick of hearing that particular track.
“South America, specifically Buenos Aires, where I could learn proper tango.”
Ooh, there are lots. When we first moved to NZ from the UK, we lived at Stephens Bay, just round from the postcard beach that is Kaiteriteri. It was pretty idyllic and my memories of that time are golden and sunny and full of wonder and new discoveries.
I’m fortunate to have a plethora of people in my life who do inspiring and admirable things. Makes me feel proud and lazy at the same time.